I gulped down my bourbon and asked for another. While she went to get it, I decided to dress since I wasn’t sure about what would happen next and I ...anted to be ready. Was she an escaped lunatic from some mental institution or was she really trying my patience? She came back with my drink and an old photographic album. She sat down next to me now wearing a flimsy transparent negligee and flipped the album open as she handed me my drink. The first few pages were very old sepia photographs,. The coach introduced me as the new Varsity Quarterback. Then had me work on my arm with the wide receivers and there plays. I Felt like a natural star. I threw four perfect throws the the coach said let the corners cover the wide receivers. Lets see what this kid can do in coverage. I never missed a receiver that was open i even squeezed a couple in double and triple coverage. Everyone was so impressed then i saw out of the corner of my eye y sisters talking to the Cheer leading coach to sign. We had totally forgotten about wanting to see the fireworks. We never heard them was we were making them on our own. I sent him a text the next morning telling him about how I woke up with a wonderful smile I woke up with on my face, thinking I’d hear back from him for a request for Round 2. I kept checking my phone expecting to get a text or a voice mail. My mood sullened throughout the day as I never got a response back. By the end of the night, I felt like a whore that got cheated out of not. Kids need a good mom. I never had one, which I’m sure you know.”“Yeah. Trust me on the fact that I’ll never be like your mom!”“Good! Any guys in the picture?”“Teenage guys freak out at the fact that I have a baby. It’ll be easier once I turn eighteen and meet some older guys. Well, unless you become available. You won’t freak out over Marcus. But I can see you and Kara are the real thing!”“I agree, of course.”We talked for another fifteen minutes, with Donna leaning against me, but not quite.